Oradour sur Glane

I was going to make this post include other activities that we did on Wednesday, but as I was writing I really felt that Oradour sur Glane should stand alone and have its own post, so here goes.

We left Angouleme and headed for Paris. One of our stops was the town of Oradour Sur Glane. Here is a little history lesson to explain the importance of this place. On the 10th of June 1944, a group of soldiers from the Der Führer regiment of the 2nd SS-Panzer Division Das Reich entered and then surrounded the small town of Oradour-sur-Glane, near to the city of Limoges.

At first, they told the Mayor, Jean Desourteaux, that there was to be an identity check and that everyone must go to the Champ de Foire (fairground) while this took place. After rounding up all the inhabitants that they could find, the SS then changed their story from that of an identity check, to one of searching for hidden arms and explosives. The soldiers then said that while they searched for the arms, the women and children must wait in the church and the men in nearby barns.

The women and children were marched off to the church, the children being encouraged by the soldiers to sing as they went. After they had left, the men were divided into six groups and led off to different barns in the town under armed guard. When the townspeople were all safely shut away the SS began to kill them all.

A large gas bomb, seemingly made out of smoke-screen grenades and intended to asphyxiate the occupants, was placed in the church, but it did not work properly when it went off and so the SS had to use machine guns and hand grenades to disable and kill the women and children. After they had subdued all the occupants of the church, the soldiers piled wood on the bodies, many of whom were still alive and set it on fire.

Only one person managed to escape alive from the church and that was Madame Rouffanche. She saw her younger daughter who was sitting next to her killed by a bullet as they attempted to find shelter in the vestry. Madame Rouffanche then ran to the altar end of the church where she found a stepladder used to light the candles. Placing the ladder behind the altar she climbed up and threw herself through a window and out onto the ground some 10 feet below. As she picked herself up, a woman holding her baby tried to follow, but they were seen by the soldiers and both woman and child were killed. In spite of being shot and wounded five times, Madame Rouffanche escaped round the back of the church and dug herself into the earth between some rows of peas, where she remained hidden until late the next day.

At the same time that the gas bomb exploded in the church, the SS fired their machine guns into the men crowded in the barns. They deliberately fired low, so that many of the men were badly wounded but not killed. The soldiers then piled wood and straw on the bodies and set it alight, many of the men thus burned to death, unable to move because of their injuries. Six men did manage to escape from Madame Laudy's barn, but one of them was seen and shot dead, the other 5 all wounded, got away under cover of darkness.

While these killings were taking place, the soldiers searched the town for any people who had evaded the initial roundup and killed them where they found them. One old invalid man was burned to death in his bed and a baby was baked to death in the local bakery ovens, other people were killed and their bodies thrown down a well. People who attempted to enter the town to see what was going on were shot dead. A local tram which arrived during the killings was emptied of passengers, who after several terrifying minutes were let go in peace.

After killing all the townspeople that they could find, the soldiers set the whole town on fire and early the next day, laden with booty stolen from the houses, they left.

The town was rebuilt nearby, but they left the ruins as a memorial to all those who had died there. Before the soldiers left, they buried most of the bodies in mass graves so it was very difficult in the aftermath to identify the victims. Many of the families were never able to have the closure they needed because they were not able to identify and bury the remains of their loved ones.


One of the streets in the ruins.


The church


This plaque on the side of the church asks for silence and prayers from believers for the souls of those who died within the church walls.


I held my baby close and fought back tears as I looked at these wheels from a baby stroller and tried not to imagine the horror those mothers must have felt as they sat there with their children, unable to protect them.


The only survivor from the church escaped from one of these windows.


Looking at the town from the steps of the church.


The fairgrounds where the villagers were assembled.

These were the most sobering moments of the trip, but I think that it was well worth the stop because it is an important bit of history and we need to remember the past so that we can do better in the future. It was sad to see such stark evidence of the wrongs that men can perpetrate against one another, but we were all comforted by the fact that our Heavenly Father is good and just and has a plan for us all.

Comments

Sandra said…
Sorry I haven't been commenting on all your France posts but I have been reading them. I am happy that you remembered so much and took pictures of the members because I forgot my camera and it was nice to show Keith all the wonderful people we got to meet. Thanks for the reminder!

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